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is going to be committed,

I'm under obligation to

report it to the authorities.

You understand?

I like p*ssy. Is there

anything wrong with that? No.

Then why are you staring at me

like I kill people for a living?

I'm listening, sarah.

I'm just listening.

Seems more like

disapproving to me.

What if I were to tell you

I was gay?

You are? You'd take my point?

Might. So, anyway,

we had some wine.

Where?

At my place, on the couch.

And the next thing I know, I've got

this idea that I can seduce her.

I mean, why not, right? No big deal. Like

I said, I've slept with girls before.

So what did you do with tracy?

I just kind of leaned over

and kissed her.

She kinda liked it, because the next thing I

knew, she's got her tongue down my throat,

and she's moaning and stuff,

you know, making a lot of noise.

And we're off to the races.

Hey, dad. I got louie to bring

you the chicken a la king.

Love that chicken a la king.

You're lookin' good.

Thanks. You too.

My tits are saggin'

. You, you're young,

strong.

I envy you.

When I was your age,

I used to look

like a goddamn warrior.

Hey, louie. How's business?

Ah, business is good.

I'm a lucky man.

Don't he look good, louie?

Like a god. Enjoy. Yeah.

We got a new job.

Good one, big one.

Lots of moola.

Gonna buy a villa,

get your mother a lexus.

What about a bmw?

What the f*** is wrong

with a lexus?

Hmm? Is it because

the japanese make it?

Don't be prejudiced. Face it...

they make good cars.

All the particulars are in there, the

client wants the job done in about a month.

Three weeks to figure it out. What would you

say if I told you I didn't want to do it?

Eat your chicken a la king.

How's that sound, dad?

Terrific.

As good as beck? Absolutely.

Sammy, you better get dressed.

Mom, I'm composing.

He's composing.

He's gonna be late for school.

Sammy, breakfast. I thought

you wanted me to get dressed.

Well, now I want you to have breakfast.

You're making me nuts, mom.

Sammy! Eat your breakfast.

Now.

Does beck eat breakfast?

Every morning.

God, he's gonna be late.

Dad? Hmm?

I figured out my future.

You're ahead of me, kid.

First, I'm gonna join the army.

I'll probably get killed.

But if I don't get killed,

I'll be a rock-and-roll star.

Don't tell your mother about the army part.

It's just gonna upset her.

Okay. Mom, I'm gonna

join the army.

What? I'll probably get killed.

What is he talking about?

Plans. He's got plans.

I hate this shirt. What's

wrong with this shirt?

Blue. He doesn't like blue.

Oh, it's a brand-new shirt.

I like green. I'm going

through a green phase.

Wear it and like it, okay?

Ah, sh*t, his lunch.

Mom, you said the "s" word.

Sorry.

???? Sammy, please.

Dad? Yeah.

When can I get a guitar?

When you've mastered

the harmonica.

When can I get

an electric guitar?

When you've got your own house.

Gimme a kiss.

Lunch box. Backpack.

I love you. Bye.

Bye, dad.

What floor?

Excuse me?

You forgot to push the floor button.

Oh, I'm just riding.

"Just riding"? Yeah.

To pass the time.

It's less dangerous than the

freeway, and I like the music.

You just ride up and down? Up

and down, up and down, yeah.

Are you a hooker? Don't I wish.

Do I look like a hooker?

Yep. Really?

Yeah. Oh.

This is my floor. Good night.

Um, would you like

some company?

I hated that hairstyle.

I looked like a poodle.

You looked great.

Remember our first date? Oh, yeah.

We went to the movies.

Which movie? Something

with, um, billy crystal...

and gregory hines.

I love gregory hines. I know.

And then what?

Then we went to dinner.

Where? Uhh...

il forno. You had a caesar

salad, white bean soup.

You were watching your weight.

And then we had sammy.

And then we had sammy.

Ohh! I like this one.

Yeah, it's nice. These hydraulic

things are very cool.

What was the name of the movie?

The movie?

With gregory hines?

Oh, I don't know.

I can't remember either.

It's black. I love these.

Look at this.

In case you get thirsty.

The brakes...

you all right?

What's happening, alex?

Nothing's happening.

Everything's okay.

I saw him again. Who?

That guy I told you about.

From the shrink's?

He's so polite.

It's kinda distracting.

Is he cute? Cute? No.

Not really. He's beautiful.

Beautiful? Yeah. He has

beautiful, sad eyes.

Is he married? I don't know.

I think so.

Does he wear a ring? No.

Sure. That can mean

anything these days.

Hi. Hi.

How's therapy going, alex?

Fine, sarah, thank you.

I went to the theater last night. I saw the seagull.

Chekhov... you know it?

I don't know much

about theater.

It's about a young woman...

a girl, really...

who falls for an older man,

then has her heart crushed.

So you're married?

Children? Yes.

Yes, a boy, sammy. He's six.

Are you one of these middle-aged

guys who's tired of his marriage...

and thinks maybe a beautiful

young thing could help him out?

Excuse me? Just thinking aloud.

Are you a beautiful

young thing?

I don't know. Am I?

Yes.

What's your favorite color?

Green.

Me too.

Every man has a destiny, alex.

Life is not random.

The trick is discovering

your destiny, knowing it.

Once you do that,

everything else comes easy.

Just flows.

You know what this is, alex?

Yes, sir, a gun.

That's right, a gun.

A waiter P.P.K.., to be exact.

And it's loaded.

Never

aim a gun at anything...

unless you intend to kill it, all right?

Yes, sir.

Now, do you see that squirrel

over there? Yes, sir.

I want you to shoot it.

Shoot it?

Yeah, shoot it.

Go on. Aim the gun...

a little lower

than your target...

'cause it's gonna jump

when you fire.

Okay, that's good.

Now, ease back on the trigger.

Gently.

Lesson number two:

The gun is always stronger

than you are.

Come on, try again.

You didn't hit sh*t.

Spread your feet.

Okay, get your perches. Ground

is your friend. Use it.

Try again.

There's another squirrel.

Okay, aim.

Fire.

Good. Look, alex, look.

One dead squirrel.

Where are you going? I'm thirsty.

I'm gonna go get a beer.

At 3:
00 in the morning?

?? Time??

?? All the long red lines??

?? That flow into your dreams??

?? That big blue open sea??

?? That can't be crossed??

?? That can't be climbed??

?? Just born between??

?? Oh, the two white lines??

?? Distant gods

and faded signs????

That bicycle is crap.

It's not crap.

It's just too small.

It's crap. It rattles.

He's getting a new one

for his birthday.

Good, because that one's

a piece of junk.

Dad, just who exactly

is our current client?

You know better than to ask me that.

I'm curious, that's all.

You don't know what I know,

I don't know what you know.

I can't hurt you,

you can't hurt me.

I'm just wondering what the

guy did that the client,

you know, wants him

taken care of?

Plausible deniability, alex.

That's the key.

Otherwise, what we'd have on our

hands is an insecure operation.

The point is, I know him. Who?

The guy.

You know him? Yes.

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